Perspective
No one ever thinks
the same,
It all just seems
like such a game.
Guessing about what
goes through one’s mind,
Not in the present
but in the future you’ll find.
The answers to
everything you wanted to know,
Some things should be
left to fulfill and grow.
Not everything can be
your own way,
Others also have
things to say.
No one cares, or
that’s how it seems,
In real life or in my
dreams.
Where ever I go
nothing is real,
I’m not exactly sure
how to feel.
Who can I trust and
who will I not?
That’s up to me; I’ll
decide what I want.
Put trust into those
who’ll not deceive,
Only those who’ll
help you believe.
Sometimes you just
need some space,
Some time to think in
your own little place.
A time to just clear
your head,
by leaving the past
behind instead.
This is just a
perspective of things,
The path uncertain in
this life brings.
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